This is where that stuff comes from...woah! What's up with the hole?
Showing posts with label Musing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Musing. Show all posts
Friday, July 23, 2010
Porn, Fortune, and Prostitution
Porn is how we unattractives can see hot people naked; fortune and prostitution how we can fuck them.
A Cure
People like to be told that they are sick, but, above all else, they love to hear that you have a cure.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Braced
Everything braced for a moment that never happened; everyone braced themselves for a moment that never came.
Avalanche of thoughts...
That train of thought ran into an abyss and what followed was an avalanche of thoughts.
Friday, June 18, 2010
The Same Experience
It was all the same experience: the same first person point-of-view experience of all the all too similar environments.
When I Arrived
When I arrived, it was as if I’d awoken from a dream. Suddenly, images of the place were harder to recall and the memories seemed to fade.
Labels:
Arriving,
Dream,
Forgetting,
Leaving,
Musing
A Tale
Between two great events, there is always a story. That a hero showered occasionally, shot the shit and took afternoon naps before making a heroic decision— that is a fascinating tale.
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